your beast inspiration

cultivated by the truth your 

beast inside roars with ambiguity 

And strength; fight for the unknown 

opaque behind me. prepared to solitude 

my drunken drumbeat unto you knowing 

why.

windows of blood and black memory fade; then the singular rising sun.

 

sandpaper home

i memory you and deceived

my left arm; ink penetrated my

metal destruction once again.

i can break waters in your heart

I can break waters in your dead

viens and feel the burn off your

eyes. leopard eyes.

storm set tilts in our

married membranes;

in a sandpaper home

we made a house.